I won’t be able to get through this without tears. I’ve started this several times already and I can’t get passed the first word or two without choking up, I guess because I know what’s coming, or at least what I want to say. Long term readers (HI!) may have noticed I’ve done several Mother’s Day posts over the years, but nothing on Father’s Day. That’s because up until two years ago my dad and I weren’t really on speaking terms, so much so that I wasn’t sure if he’d come to the wedding. But he did, and during our time together we were able to talk about things and give our relationship a second chance. It pains me to think that maybe he was waiting for me to inviting him back into my life, because it took me having a wedding to phone, but I try not to beat myself up for lost time. I don’t think either of us was ready, but we are now and that’s what counts.
I don’t want to talk about the painful past today. I want to talk about how great it’s been the last two years. I want to recall the unexpected and happy tidbits we’ve had. Like how he played Guild Wars 2 with Tom and me all Beta weekend. How he spent four hours on the phone describing in detail his fantasy world and story lines for novels he wants to write. How we talk about our favorite TV shows over Facetime. And of course that I am happy I have him in my life again. I want to take a moment today to be grateful for it by sharing a happy memory from my childhood.
Dad, if somehow you are reading this, I’m sorry for posting a picture of you shirtless on the internet, but you just look so darn happy that I’m standing up for the first time- I just couldn’t resist.
When I think of the great surprises of my childhood, a few choice moments come to mind, but today I’ll be sharing with you the only one I happen to have photographs for at the moment.
I was a huge Batman fan. (No, seriously. It was not cute. It might even be borderline embarrassing.) I thought Batman was real, just like Santa Claus, and my dad would take us driving at night and point out a spotlight in the sky in a neighboring city and tell me it was for Batman. I watched Batman Returns about a hundred times on laser disc and hoped one day that I could meet Batman in real life. I even wrote him an invitation to my birthday party one year. I told my dad about it and asked him if he could use his government work-related contacts to somehow send out the invitation. He told me he’d take care of it, and wouldn’t you know it, Batman came to my birthday party. Not the standard clown or magician, which were really popular at the time, no- I had the goddamn Batman.
In the end I remember telling my dad that I knew he wasn’t the real Batman because he didn’t have any gadgets on his belt and that the real Batman was probably out saving people, or stuck as Bruce Wayne. But I was really happy that he sent someone in his stead just to show up at my party for me and my guests. (You can imagine that in Hermione’s voice circa Philospher’s Stone- because that’s probably how I sounded. Minus the accent. But accents are cool and I was a weird kid, so maybe it was my accent phase.)
PS: I invited MacGuyver to my birthday parties for years but sadly I don’t think I had the right address.